She was possessed in an earth-motherly way, never out of control or raging, even when she was loud.

Dick laughed. 'I'll get the receipt from him. I often want a good thing for an æger.'

She had travelled with her father as far as the Springs, and both of them were in utter ignorance of the fate which had overtaken the young medico during the journey.

This paragraph is remarkable for its own flocculence. The Times implies, without quite saying it, both that it approves of Obama's evasions […] and that it would approve if he took a different approach […]